Be good for me

What do you know?!

I sat there blank

Not one single thought came.

Dads dead? What why?

I got up left. I didn't know where to go but not here.

Dead?

When you see people in movies die you get sad and you never really think about what it would feel like it reality

But that's the thing you don't feel sad

Or mad instead you feel nothing because you tell yourself it's a dream.

And when you run out of ideas to keep yourself numb you start to feel all of these emotions you can't identify.

So I went to the park thinking it of a numbing idea.

What's the point tomorrow nothing will change?

I sat on the bench looking at the stars "why?" Was all i could ask

Even if I didn't know my dad that well I hit me like a truck to be told he's now dead when the last this I said to him was "bye" not a hug well who knew it was his last day to see him?

I started to cry now going onto the feeling stage

"Umm are you ok?" I voice asked from behind me "what?....oh ya" I sniffled turning around seeing a red haired boy sifting next to me

"You don't look okay" he stated "it's fine just rough day I guess" I couldn't see his face due to my tears "wait you're Tessa right?" He asked I wiped my eyes

To have right In front of me Michael Clifford "ya its me" I shrugged "k seriously you're in tears what's wrong" I asked again he didn't care!

"Like a said rough day that's all" he huffed "that's not it you're easy to read Tessa" what?!

"My dad is....he's moving to Chicago forever" I lied "oh I'm sorry" no you aren't "it's fine I just can't believe it" I looked up.

I began sobbing again harder this time "hey hey" he pulled me for a hug

He was warm so I snuggled in

He smelt nice that's not weird?

"So you gonna tell me what's wrong?" I looked up nodding "it's not important to you" I tried getting away "well if you're crying about it then it must be" he smiled his smile was adorable "my dad died" I managed to spit out

He looked at me trying to find the truth but this wasn't a lie

Say something?

Starring at me with his beautiful green eyes now filled with sadness "that's harsh I'm sorry" he hugged me tighter this was weird

"It's okay I'm just stunned" I lied again "you sure?" He asked his eyes sparkling in the moonlight I nodded

"Why did you care?" I asked as we sat there "what do you mean?" I couldn't speak properly God he's hot! Get it together Tessa!!

"Why did you care that I was sad?" He shrugged "I don't like seeming people upset" bullshit! "Seriously?" I pulled away "you were crying all alone in the middle of the night for how long? I'm not a complete ass" he looked hurt "sorry I'm just confused" I shook my head he called down "why?" He didn't look at me "nobody cares" I shrugged why are you telling him this he's probably gonna make fun of you! "What makes you say that?" He still didn't look "because it's the way it's been"

"Your sister seems okay" that's it "Jesus Christ can you stop! Enough of everyone comparing me to my sister" I screamed he looked up at me eyes filled with hurt "s-sorry" I sheepishly apologized "why are you so worked up about that?" Don't tell him anything! "Old habits I guess" I shrugged he began playing with his sleeves on his jean jacket "don't bull shit me" he warned "I'm not I just don't like being known as Annabella's little sister"

He grabbed my hand causing me to blush "to me your not" I blushed harder my stomach flipping

All I did was smile.